Nova Peak and sailed to troy,

Imaq tipped her head and shoulders in a so-so gesture. The Glacier seemed to be what most wolves would consider a standard pack. They were no militia or warband but their ranks were held by an array of individuals with their own talents -- as Imaq supposed most packs would be, though she was definitely no expert on the coalitions of these foreign lands. 

"Imaq spoke with Chacal about..ah, em.." the cur struggled for the right word for a moment. "Alliance," she chirped suddenly as it came to her, eyes bright with the same excitement the prospect had originally given her -- still in the dark about any past friction between Wintersbane and Sapphique's leaders.